Chapter 375: Thumbelup Barbara

Chapter 375 Thumbelina Barbania
Like a thumb-sized girl, her eyes are the same color as her headband, pale green, like the green and green of the early spring.
It was only after a coma, but the thumb girl’s eyes did not have the slightest pleasure. Instead, she sat up curiously and curiously looked at the suddenly changing environment.
The splendid illusion of grandeur, large and gorgeous furniture, even the chandeliers are many times larger than her body, dazzling as the sun. The girl is like an unintentional break into the country of the big man, with ignorance and curiosity about everything around her.
"What are you curious about?" The clear voice echoed in the girl's ear.
The girl raised her head and looked at a "giant" sitting opposite: "Are you talking to me?"
Anger nodded.
The girl suddenly smiled and bent her eyes. "I like your voice very much. It is crisp like a stream blown by the morning breeze. It is very nice."
Anger groaned and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for complimenting, this is my pleasure."

The things here are so big and beautiful.
The girl touched the plate with the delicate pattern and the cup that was almost the same size as her.
Anger pointed to the side of the small one, but still close to the glass of the girl's waist, said: "milk smoothie, if you don't mind, please enjoy."
The girl smelled the sweet cow's frankincense, and the pink tongue licked her lips: "Thank you, but this is too big, I can't use it." The girl pointed at a small spoon in the glass, a pity Road.
For Anger, this is a small spoon, but for this thumb girl, it is bigger than a stick.
The shadow smirked on the side. "Look, no one else can eat it. It is better to let me eat it."
Said, said, the shadow will extend the thief's hand, took the glass with milk and ice.
The girl’s eyes were envious, and the big hand of the shadow looked up the glass.
- This milk sand ice looks so sweet and sweet... Grandma never let her eat sweets, but she prefers to eat sweets, especially the layer of light cream on the milk sand ice, if she can finish it all ,that would be nice.
Just as the shadow was ready to taste with a small spoon, Angel picked up the metal fork in front of him and crossed the hand against the shadow.
The shadow scared the hand directly.
Anger successfully caught the glass and put it back in front of the girl.
Shadow: "Why are you doing it, she can't eat it again. Don't waste it!"
Angel is cold-eyed, no matter what the shadow says, he is too lazy to respond. Use the magic hand to take the small spoon out of the glass. The hot melt method moves with your heart. In just a few seconds, the small spoon becomes a tiny spoon like rice.
The condensation method cooled, and Anger put the small spoon back in front of the girl.
The girl received the spoon, her eyes flashed with joy, and she took it in her hand and thanked Angel. "That's great, this spoon is right, can I really enjoy this dessert?"
Anger reached out: "Please use."
In the happy girl's flowering, sitting on the other side of the shadow of the shadow but flashed a glimmer of light, he always thought that the mask would say alchemy, is a lie. As it turns out, his alchemy strength is extraordinary. The spoon he had just touched, it is just a normal glass material, no more than other materials. If this ordinary material is melted by hot melt method, it will be turned into water refining if it is not noticed.
However, if the weight is refining and the weight is light, in just two or three seconds, the normal-sized spoon is turned into a rice-like spoon. Moreover, the shadow was carefully observed with the spiritual tentacles, and the mask actually had a mood to portray a cartoon picture on the scoop handle.
A kitten with a bow, wearing a lace skirt, and standing up? Or a bunny?
You must know that the time is so short, the material is so ordinary, and the mask can do this step. It can be seen that his accomplishment in alchemy will never be too low.
"I didn't expect your alchemy to be good. When did you refine your brother?" The voice of the shadow came through the soul.
Angel ignored the shadow, but focused on the girl who was happy eating dessert.
He made the so-called milk sand ice. In fact, it only relies on the cold to make the milk condense, and then scrapes off the whipping cream. It is not a deep dessert skill, but watching the girl so support, Angel has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. .
As a child growing up in an old-fashioned aristocratic family, Angel didn't talk when he was eating, so he was silent on the table.
Instead, the thumb girl opened her voice: "It's so delicious, my grandmother never let me eat sweets. I didn't expect to be forced to practice songs by my grandmother today, but I earned it!"
"Why didn't your grandmother let you eat sweets?" Since the girl was willing to communicate, Angel also followed her topic.
"This is the case..." The girl had a very beautiful and beautiful face. She was embarrassed to arch the nose of the nose: "Because Grandma said that eating sweets will grow fangs, and it will not be good to sing poetry."
"Should you sing poetry only to listen to the sound?"
"I think so too, but my grandmother always said that when singing, the adults from the holy castle will listen. If I can be selected to join the sky choir, I can go to the holy castle to sing the queen!"
"St. Fort?" Angel looked at the shadow, and the shadow of his eyes also revealed the look of thinking.
"Are you not the adults of the holy castle?"
Angel was waiting to speak, but the shadow interrupted him. He smiled and said: "You are not afraid of us because you know that we are from Fort St."
The shadow used the rhetorical question and quietly put the hat of "Sheng Fort" on his head.
"Yeah. I used to go to the center of the city of Pollock to participate in the festival, I have seen you secretly. Although the adult from the Fortress was a beautiful big sister, I remember that your characteristics are so big. Only then was the Lord Sacrifice, who was talking to you, and I dared not come forward."
In the words of the girl, she revealed some information that both of them began to ponder.
Anger’s focus is on West Pollock. The name of the city reminds him of the predecessor of Watergrass, West Polak. There is only one symbol change between the two names. It seems that after a thousand years, the Kula Kuka people can't forget the city they used to live.
The focus of the shadow is the "big sister" from the holy castle in the girl's mouth. He inquired in detail about the appearance of the "big sister" in the girl's mouth.
"I remember that my older sister had a very beautiful long blond hair, rolled up like a wave of clouds before the rain. She had brown eyes, a red corner in her lips... Well, still wearing a big one. Red robes." The girl, while eating milk and ice, recalled the woman she saw at the ceremonies.
The shadow listened to the description of the girl, and passed on the spiritual belt to Angel. "She said that she should be the apprentice of the old witch. If the information she gave is true, it should be the 'forgiveness witch' Fiona, she and Like me, I am an apprentice."
The shadow smiled and turned to the girl: "I know, you are talking about Fiona, she is my beloved wife."
The girl was surprised: "Yes! I vaguely listened to the name of the big priest who called the big sister, that is, the Philippine..."
"Fiona." The shadow smiled and reminded.
"Fiona! Yes, it is Fiona! I didn't expect her to be your wife, should you be happy?"
The shadows are cheeky: "Of course, she loves me, sticking my hands during the day and not letting go, at night..."
Anger slammed a finger, and the shadow was talking and talking. Halfway through the words, he found that he couldn’t speak suddenly, not that his throat was banned, but somehow he forgot to speak which organ to vocalize.
The shadow scared a big jump, and quickly checked and found a strange smell drifting into his eyebrows, he was just preparing to expel. Anger waved his hand, and the breath left his eyebrows and drifted into the embarrassing situation.
Angel sneered and turned his head, looking at the real face but the shadow of the big lie: "Spoke it, don't lie to yourself."
The shadow sneered: "The acting is going to be complete."
After the forced play, the shadow smiled and asked: "I heard that the holy castle will come again soon?"
The girl nodded cleverly, the white milk sand ice with the green skirt of the thumb girl, somehow, looks very delicious.
"Yeah, the day after tomorrow is the big ceremonies." The girl’s pure eyes suddenly had a trace of doubt: "Uncle hat, why did the holy castle suddenly change the day of the ceremonies?"
Uncle hat? Angel and the shadow face each other, and Angel's hat has been taken down and placed on the table, so the girl asked is definitely a shadow.
The shadow took off the wide-brimmed hat, revealing a handsome face: "I am like an uncle? Hey, call my brother."
"Hat brother?"
"Don't hat, my name is Diablo. You can call me Diablo."
After the darkness, I watched Angel.
"My real name is Diablo, don't you introduce yourself?" The shadow passed.
Anger looked at the shadow and whispered to the girl: "My name is Angel, what about you?"
Anger? The shadow immediately searched for the name in his mind... but did not receive any information.
At the right time, the girl's mouth licking the milk residue, taking out a white silk crepe from the pettiskirt, wiping the mouth, then the lady's lifting skirt made a slap: "I am the Barbaya of the Mushi Village." I have seen two adults."
Shadow: "You said that the holy fort was suddenly changed?"
Thumb girl Barbara nodded: "Yeah, I could have been lazy. As a result, the big festival suddenly changed from the New Year after two months to this month, causing me to be forced to practice songs every morning by my grandmother. Diablo, why are you suddenly changing your life?"
Shadow naturally doesn't know why, but to deal with this simple girl, the shadow method has gone a lot: "This is confidential, you will know when you get there." After a pause, the shadow began to shift the topic: "Your grandma let you Is it because of the big ceremonies that you want to appear?"
Barbara was slightly reserved, and there was some eagerness to wait: "Well! I was selected by the choir. This time I will go to West Pollock. I will start tomorrow. I didn't expect to see the Fort in advance before I leave." Adult."
"Diapollo brother, are you the sky choir selection for this holy Fort?"
(End of this chapter)